That old horse and Me

ഗിരിഷ് കൃഷ്ണ ചെന്നൈ

I remember the horse stopped in the

woods on a snowy evening.

But now alas! No harness bells

for my horse to wake me up

and so still I am in day dreams.

Dreams of love and some more

Need to go further,

Cant see the end of this

long narrow path,

may be ends in a cliff in the high.

But the me in me is still stopping

here in the lovely woods.

Forgetting all, the paining past

hating present and that

hopeless future.

Now I know, it’s the end of my

aimless journey.

no where to move further.

This beautiful woods and me,

that’s all what I want.

I free my horse now

Let it go to far away

where no others are there

to say that it was mine.